Hearing the Taoist priest's words, Ye Wuwu and Lu Caiwei were both stunned, and then there was a trace of disdain in their eyes.

Lu Caiwei took a few steps back and decided to completely draw a line with this Taoist priest.

It's better not to even look at him.

Ye Wuwu looked at the other party slightly, the other party was estimated to be about the same age as himself, but his cultivation had reached the second-grade realm, which made Ye Wuwu feel deeply shocked.

couldn't help but make him have a trace of doubt, now, is the second-grade realm so good?

After looking at each other for a while, Ye Wuwu no longer cared about the other party, but set up a small pot with Lu Caiwei and boiled noodles.

By the way, I also took out a packed roast chicken.

Ye Wuwu thought very clearly, when he went out to travel the rivers and lakes, it didn't matter whether he worked hard or not. Victory or defeat is also a common thing in soldiers, but these five visceral temples really can't wronged themselves.

After a while, the aroma of hot roasted chicken filled the entire land temple.

Ye Wuwu tore off half of the roast chicken and handed it to Lu Caiwei, and was about to eat it, but there was a sound behind him.

He turned his head suddenly, only to find that the little Taoist priest was standing silently behind him at the moment.

A hint of surprise flashed in Ye Wuwu's eyes.

This Taoist priest can approach him silently? I didn't make a sound when I got up.

Being looked at like this by Ye Wuwu, the little Taoist priest also scratched his head a little embarrassed at the moment.

"That, this brother, is in Xiashang Lu, Wudang Xiaodao."

"No worries in the lower leaves."

After Ye Wuwu responded, he ate the roast chicken by himself, and didn't care about the other party, and Lu Caiwei didn't care about the existence of the other party at all.

It's like neglecting.

The atmosphere was a little awkward, and the little Taoist priest named Shang Lu smiled awkwardly and said.

"That, Brother Ye, Brother Ye, I haven't eaten these next few meals."

Ye Wuwu glared at him, but still ignored the other side.

The guy who will say "Senior sister, don't run away, I still want it" when he dreams, Ye Wuwu thinks that he is not a good person from the bottom of his heart.

The most critical other party is still a Taoist priest, shouldn't you be pure-hearted?

Seeing Ye Wuwu ignore himself, Shang Lu shook his head, and his eyes lit up again, but he saw Lu Caiwei.

"It's beautiful." Shang Lu couldn't help but mutter.

Indeed, at this moment, Ye Wuwu and Lu Caiwei are wearing clothes of high-quality silk, and they are no longer considered to be mountain village husbands.

Lu Caiwei was struggling to solve the roast chicken in her hand, but she felt a chill for no reason.

Shang Lu walked to Lu Caiwei's side in two steps, put on a smiling face, and was about to sit down.

"Iron"

There was the sound of a long sword unsheathed.

Shang Lu's face stiffened, he looked at the thin sword against his throat, and raised his hands.

Shang Lu looked a little desperate.

If you want to eat a roast chicken, is it so difficult?

If you don't give it, you won't give it, what does it mean to pull out a sword?

And looking at this girl, Shang Lu took a few steps back and said with a solemn face.

"You're second grade?"

Lu Caiwei didn't speak, just nodded slightly.

[Received Shock +100 from Shanglu]

Is it so easy to get two products now? Shang Lu had the same question in his heart as Ye Wuwu, and his face was even more cloudy.

Looking at Shang Lu's expression, Ye Wuwu felt a sense of relief in his heart for no reason.

Finally someone understands his feelings, and the other person is about the same age as himself.

"It's okay, look at your shabby body, and divide one of your legs."

As he spoke, Ye Wuwu tore off a chicken leg and threw it over.

"Thank you, big brother."

Shang Lu took it, and then came to Ye Wuwu with a smile and sat down.

Ye Wuwu said casually.

"Isn't it true that Taoist priests can't eat meat?"

"That's the monk......"

"Taoist priests don't go to the mountains to practice, don't go to Taoist temples to tell fortunes, what are you doing here?"

Asking this, a trace of pride flashed on Shang Lu's face, and he finished eating the chicken leg in his hand in a few bites, and said.

"I am a Taoist of this generation, and I am going down the mountain to walk the rivers and lakes at this moment, just to practice."

Michiko?

Ye Wuwu hadn't heard of it, but it sounded like a young genius from various sects.

After saying this, Shang Lu secretly glanced at the reactions of the two of them.

No response.

Usually when I go out, I am fine on weekdays, but if there is a thief looking for trouble, as long as I say that it is a way, others will put down their weapons and look at themselves in shock.

But why didn't these two react?

Shang Lu turned on his brain and immediately came to a conclusion.

He stepped forward and smiled with his fists clenched.

"Brother Ye, are you the swordsmen of the generation of the Hidden Sword Villa?"

Ye Wuwu looked stunned, what the hell.

It's just the Tibetan Sword Villa, what the hell is the sword? Is there such a name?

Seeing Ye Wuwu's expression, Shang Lu hurriedly waved his hand.

"Forget and forget, you should be the sword crown and the sword attendant, so it seems that your junior sister is the contemporary sword crown, and you are her sword attendant, but it is really rare for a man to be a sword attendant."

The sword crown and the sword attendant, Ye Wuwu still understands it, saying that he is Lu Caiwei's sword attendant, and Ye Wuwu is not too disturbed.

After all, I have already made up my mind to take my junior sister as the core productive force.

Without saying this, Ye Wuwu turned around and asked.

"When you go down the mountain, didn't the master give you any money? Daomen Daozi is so miserable? ”

Shang Lu's face was sad and he said.

"The master gave me fifty taels of silver, and it was spent in less than half a month.

Fifty taels of silver, half a month?

Ye Wuwu smacked his tongue, he and Lu Caiwei, the master only gave a total of thirty taels of silver.

Even according to his way of life, thirty taels of silver and two people can live for several months.

"What are you doing? How did it go so fast? Distributed to the disadvantaged? ”

Ye Wuwu thought about it, the Dao of the Dao Sect of the World, even if he spit fragrance in his dream just now, but its essence should not be bad.

If he spends all the fifty taels to help the weak and help the elderly, Ye Wuwu doesn't mind sharing some of his silver.

Shang Lu shook his head and sighed: "Brother Ye, don't you know how expensive the Qinglou in Jian'an is, fifty taels of silver, it will be spent in a week, and it is still the minimum consumption." ”

Ye Wuwu turned his head away and stopped looking at the other party.

It's upset to watch.

Such a beast can still be a Taoist.

Ye Wuwu suddenly felt that the Taoism in this world was hopeless.

After that, no matter how Shang Lu spoke, Ye Wuwu and Lu Caiwei closed their eyes and ignored each other.

Outside the temple, the rain was still falling.

Ye Wuwu felt a little bored, he had not yet reached the level of the Heart Sword, and he couldn't be as calm as an old monk like Lu Caiwei.

He went straight to the eaves and watched the rain drop.

Shang Lu didn't know when he also came to his side, Ye Wuwu frowned slightly, but he didn't say anything after all.

This Taoist priest has a strange body, and Ye Wuwu already knows it in his heart.

"Brother Ye, do you see anything from this rain?"

Ye Wuwu wanted to reply to him with a large set of theories in his previous life, but after thinking about it, he didn't speak.

After all, I didn't feel it.

Shang Lu saw that Ye Wuwu didn't speak, so he just smiled and didn't ask again.

Ye Wuwu saw the other party stretch out a hand to the eaves, as if to catch the falling raindrops.

The raindrops fell on Shang Lu's hand and immediately turned into a water stain.

Ye Wuwu didn't make a sound, and Shang Lu didn't take his hand back.

Ye Wuwu glanced at the Taoist priest beside him, and at this moment, the other party had maintained this action for a quarter of an hour.

Even though it's summer, the temperature on the mountain is still not high, and it's raining at the moment.

Shang Lu's outstretched wrist was already a little white.

Ye Wuwu frowned, and wanted to remind the other party out loud.

But when he was about to speak, he saw the other party's eyes.

It was an empty but incomparably pure look.

Ye Wuwu's expression froze, he took a few steps back, and then looked at the other party, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Shang Lu stood by the temple door, one hand stretched out of the eaves, the sky in the mountains was a little dark, and the rain outside the temple was dripping.

This scene fell in Ye Wuwu's eyes, but it was inexplicably harmonious.

It's as if the other party is one with the scene.

In the temple, Lu Caiwei opened her eyes and looked at the little Taoist priest standing by the eaves and stretching out her hand to catch the rain.

It's still raining.

But in the temple, there is no longer the slightest sound of rain.

Ye Wuwu looked out, his eyes full of surprise.

The raindrops were all still in the air at the moment.

Only the raindrops above the palm of the small path are still slowly falling at the moment.

The raindrops fell on the palms of the hands and did not dissipate.

Shang Lu's eyes returned to their original appearance.

The raindrops that had been static between heaven and earth fell violently.

Shang Lu retracted his hand and shuddered.

But he smiled and slowly opened his palm.

On the palm of his hand, there is a raindrop.

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